Bird in Hand, Shepherd’s Bush, London   2 comments

“We ain’t a pub,” one of the bartenders pointed out to the manager of the Bird in Hand. They have pizza on the menu which might actually be pretty good in spite of — or, even due to — the hipster atmosphere. The music was a bit more avant-garde, this time, but I still held out hope that this might be my successful Dylan Pub Crawl bar.





Once again, it was mostly young professionals in for group meals and large, complicated drinks orders. One such was placed by one of the 18 identical blonde girls distributed around the window tables who wandered off while the bartender looked for one of the oddly specific glasses for part of the order. When she looked up, only me and a guy drinking a cider and reading a novel were there as she scanned the horizon helplessly; I threw a thumb over my shoulder toward the woman retrieving a credit card and muttered that this seemed like it could be a great prank: place an expensive order then leg it.

The music was lovely; I still hadn’t completed the task but knew of one more bar to try before heading home in disgrace.




Posted October 14, 2016 by Drunken Bunny in Pubs

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